The Weekly Anglo-African (New York [N.Y.])
August 20, 1859

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BY FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS. —O-— Slowly o'er his darkened features, Stole the warning shades of death; And we kiew the shadowing angel Waited for his parting breath. He had started for his freedom, And his Leart beat firm and high— But before hie won the guerdon, (ame the message—he must die. He must die, when just before him, Lay the long'd for, precious prize— And the hopes that lit him onward, Faded out before his eyes. For a while a fearful madness, Rested on his weary brain And he thought the hateful tyrant, Had rebound his galling chain. Then he raved in bitter anguish— Take me where that good man dwells For a name to freedom precious Lingered "mid life’s shattered cells. But as sunshine gently stealing, O'er the storm-cloud’s gloomy track— Through the tempests of his bosom, Came the light of reason back. And without a sigh or murmur For the home he’d left behind. Calmly yielded he his spirit, To the Father of mankind. Thankfal that so near to freedom, e with cager steps had trod— E'er his ransomed spirit rested, On the bosom of his God. For the Weekly Anglo-African. THE BLACK COACHMAN; oR, 1 The First of August Drive Suspended. Bl 25 “My dear,” said Mr. Blanche to his wife, as he slowly moved back from the breakfast table, I think we shall have to forego our usual airing this afternoon, un less you are willing to ride out in a public carriage.” A public carriage said Mrs. Blanche, with a sort of indication of surprise pic tured on her countenance; “what! drive out on the avenue ina public hack The idea of the Blanche family, who usually drove, the most fashionable and splendid turn-out on the avenue, making their appearance in a public hack, seemed to them so ludicrous as to occasion a hear ty laugh from every person at the table; and Donohue, the waiter, was put in such a paroxism by the idea that, in spite of all his efforts to preserve his gravity a suffi- cient time to permit him to get out of the i breakfast room, he snorted right out be fore he got to the door. i “Why, Donohue said Mrs. Blanche. But Donohue never halted until he got in the kitchen. What's the matter now, Don?” said the cook. Shure,” said the chambermaid, “he’s got the laughin’ fits.” Donohue, what's the matter—what’s come ‘over you, man?” continued Bridget McFarland, the cook. “Qch,” said the laundress, impatiently throwing aside a fashionable morning dress of Mrs. Blanche’s, about the doing up of which she had that morning received spe cial orders—* Och, Bridget, don’t bother Donohue; he has found a bit of fun, and has come down here to show us how much good it does him.” “Much good may it do him” replied Bridget, impatiently. Donchue,” said the chambermaid, smil ng, “you’ are a good-for-nothing, stingy ifellow; give usa bit of your fun, man—tell us what you are laughing at.” Donohue now composed himself a little, and seating himself on one end of the cook’s table, commenced by saying: “Well, girls dear, I really don’t know what has come over me this morning. I am ashamed of my own self, and of my in decent conduet.” “But what were you laughing at, Don ohue?” persisted the chambermaid. “I was laughing at the idea of Mr. and Mrs. Blanche riding -out on the avenue in a public hack.” Why, Don, you are crazy. What put such an idea as that in your head “What put such an idea as that in my head? Mr. Blanche himself put in, for be told Mrs. Blanche that she would not be able to ride out this afternoon, unless she was willing to ride in a public car riage.” “Well,” said Bridget, the cook, “how would Mr. Blanche’s family look riding out ‘n a common hack ?7” “T think,” said the laundress, Mrs. Blanche would think the world had come to an end if she had to ride out in a public hack.” “Yes,” said Donohue, “and I think she would give up riding altogether if she could not have Noir Africanus, her black dandy coachman, seated on the coach box. I heard her say one day she could not think of riding out with such spirited horses as ours, unless her trustworthy and careful black coachman was on the box.” “Ah! Donohue,” says Bridget, “I am thinking Mrs. Blanche will have to ride without her black pet, Africanus, on the ?box, or stay at home. Don’t you think l Mr. Blanche is about discharging Afri ‘canus “That’s it exclaimed Donohue. “That's it said they all. “Pretty good for you, Bridget,” contin ‘ued Donohue—*pretty good for you. I tell you, our old greasy coolk is first rateat guessing.” “Yes, Bridget,” said the laundress, “I think you would make a first-rate fortune teller.” “Oh! go away with your blarny,” re plied Bridget, and don’t bother us.” “Well, Bridget,” said Donohue,“l am glad that the reins have at last been taken out of those huge black paws, and are about to be put into white hands.” “Good luck to us all, and I hope they may be the hands of an Irishman chimed in the chambermaid. Donohue now proposed a drink on the strength of the affair. The chambermaid proposed to go out to her brother-in-law’s, Barney O’Dougherty’s, liquor store, and smuggle in under her crinoline a bottle of his best Irish whisky, which thing she did. Time did not permit them to observe much ceremony in their jollification, and so they dispensed with the formality fof glasses, and contented themselves with the less ceremonious and more expeditious method of passing the bottle around from one to another. Donohue uncorked the bottle, and led off with the first drink. “To the health of Mr. Blanche,” said he, “and may another darkey never more ‘darken his door.” “Ah! Patrick Donohue, but you are sharp and witty this morning after your great langh,” said Bridget, as she took the bottle out of his hand. Now, as Bridget McFarland was a dear lover of whisky, as well as her father be fore her, she drank deep to the health of the good master of the house, in view of ‘the great change which she supposed he ‘was about to introduce in his domestic ar rangements towards favoring their domes tic happiness. They all drank to the health of the mas ter. They drank again to the health of the mistress. They [now proposed the prosperity and success of old Ireland. In drinking this round, their enthusiasm was so fervid, and they all drank so faithfully, and heartily, and devoutly, that when it ‘was at last proposed to drink to the success of the new comer, the bottle was empty, and of course they were obliged, though reluctantly, to postpone that pleasure to an indefinite period. While all this was going on in the kitch en, the family remained seated in the breakfast room. “I think Donohue acted very vulgarand unbecoming this morning,” said Mrs. Blanche. “I have never witnessed such conduct in a colored waiter, and I have all my life been surrounded by colored ser vants. White servants are getting to be so impertinent, and assume such liberties, that Ithink we shall, ere long, have to re turn to our old custom of employing col ored servants altogether. They are more respectful, trustworthy, and faithful.” Ma,” broke in Master Charles, do not scold poor Donohue. lam sure he could not help laughing at the idea of you and pa riding out on the avenue in a common hack, when our #riends all give us the name of driving the handsomest establishment on ‘the avenue. Iknow I could not help laugh ing, and I think péor Donohue must have felt as much like it as I did.” “But, brother,” interposed Miss Emily, pa did not mean it, did you pa?” “My daughter,” replied Mr. Blanche, “I did not mean to say that we must positive ly ride out in a public carriage this after noon; but if we ride at all to-day, we shall have to resort to a public carriage, because we shall not be able to use our own.” “My dear,” exclaimed Mrs. Blanche, “you do not mean to intimate that any thing serious has happened toour horses or to the carriage “Oh! no,” returned Mr. Blanche, “they are all in as good eondition as ever.” “Well, I hope nothing is the matter with our coachman. I was afraid that we were exposing him too much to the night air in our late drives.” “lltis true that Noir has exposed himself very much on our account, in all kinds of ‘weather, and at all seasons but then I do not know that hishealth is any the worse for it to-day.” “Then why can we not take our usual drive in our own carriage, if the coachman ‘and footman are well, and the horses and i ‘carriage are in their usnal order?” again ‘queried Mrs. Blanche. “Well, my dear, the reason is this: Noir‘ and the footman asked me about two weeks ago for permission to be absent on the First ‘of August, and as he has served us long and faithfully, and, moreover, as it is very sel ‘dom that he asks an indulgence of the kind, T could not do otherwise than grant his re quest.” “Well,” said Mrs. Blanche, I am glad that you did give the poor man a litfle re spite from his labor. T very cheerfully give up my ride to day to accommodate Noir, for he is such a true, kind, faithful, and ac commodating servant. But why does he always choose the first of August for his holiday T remember that, for several years past, he has solicited the first day of August as a day of recreation. Perhaps it is his birthday.” “No, Aime,” said Mr. Blanche, “don’t you know that the first day of August is a great day among colored folks?” “No,” replied she, “I was not aware that the colored people in this country had any holidays, except such as are com mon.” “The first of August, my dear, is a holi day peculiar to colored people. They com memorate on this day the British West In dia emancipation, and T have generally made it a practice to give Noir his liberty on this day, as a sort of imitation of the occasion which freed, I think, eight hundred thou sand human beings from slavery.” “True,” said Mrs. Blanche, I remember the great event of the West India emanci pation. Indeed, it is an event worthy of being remembered, especially by those who realize its benefits—that is,the colored sub jects of the British dominions; but I donot ‘see why our American colored peopleshould felicitate over the occurrence of an event which has been of nobenefit to them. They should wait to commemorate that event till the people of the United States shall have followed the example of England, by the abolition of slavery in their own country.” “You reason very correctly, my dear,” said Mr. Blanche, “but I am afraid that if they should undertake to wait until the United States shall have abolished slavery, ‘they will have to wait forever, for it is ‘doubtful whether these United States will ever abolish slavery while the stars and stripes are recognized.” “Oh! I suppose you gave Noir some ‘thing to keep holiday with, as well as giv ‘ing him a holiday suddenly interrupted Mrs. Blanche. “I thank you, my dear, for reminding ‘me of my duty in that respect,” returned her ‘husband. Will you have the kindness to touch the bell, and ring Donohue up?” Mrs. B. rank the bell, but as the waiter ‘did not make his appearance with his ac customed promptness, she rang again. But no Donohue appeared. The effects of the ‘bottle of whisky detained him. “Never mind, my dear, never mind,” ‘said Mr. Blanche; “T will send Charles out to the stable to ask Noir to step to the ‘house before he goes.” Charles went to the stable, and found Noir busily engaged in making arrange-‘ ‘ments for his departure, taking care to have everything in its place and in order before he left. Noir,” spoke Charles, will you please to step up to the house? Pa wishes to speak with you.” “Yes, Master Charles,” replied Noir. With his usual promptness, Noir has tened to the mansion. He was called into the breakfast room by Mr. Blanche, and made a low bowas he entered the apartment. Good morning, Noir,” spoke Mr. and Mrs. Blanche; and the latter, wishing to carry on a bit of a joke, said: “Well, Noir, how do you feel about a drive on the avenue this morning Well ma’am,” replied Noir, “I dont know, ma’am; I can hitch up if Mr. Blanche wants me to do so.” But then,” said she, I suppose, Noir, ‘you would rather not “T am willing to do anything to please Mr. and Mrs. Blanche,” said Noir. Well Noir,” returned the kind lady, “we know you are; I was only jesting.” “Noir,” now spoke Mr. Blanche, “here is some spending money for you: take this,” handing him half-eagle. NEW YORK, AUGUST 20, 1859. Noir thanked his kind master very cor dially as he left, and in a short time after found himself in the midst of the First of August jollification. The first of August was a day to be re memberéd by Mrs. Blanche’s family. Don ohue and Bridget, and the chambermaid and laundress, had all become so glorious from the effect of the whisky, and so up roarious and noisy, that Mr. and Mis. Blanche resolved to discharge the whole batch, and never more employ white ser vants. BE CONTENT.

Mistaken mortal, ever fretting, Grasping, grinding, groaning, getting, Be content! If thou hast enough, be thankful, Just as if thou had a bankfal, Be conient! If fortune cast thy lot but humble, Earn thy bread and do not grumble, Be content Have the rich, think'st thou, no trouble? Twice thy wealth, thy sorrows double, Be content List the lyre of learned sages— Those wise men of the Grecian ages, Be gontent! Their reckoning up of all earth’s riches, Was compressed in one short phrase, which is, Be content! The rich man gets, with all his heaping, But dress, and drink, and food, and sleeping, Be content Though in sleep the rich men gain not, Poor men sleep when rich men may not, Be content! Remember, thou for wealth who rakest, “Nought thou broughtest, nought thou takest,” Be content WOLVES. ____o.-—‘ It rarely happens that wolves begin the fray with man,and only one instance of their doing so occurred within Audubon’s knowledge, which he thus describes: T'wo young negroes, who resided on the banks of the Ohio, in the lower part of the State of Kentucky,” (he is writing in eighteen hundred and thirty-five,) had sweethearts living on a plantation ten miles distant. After the labors of the day were over, they frequently fvisited the fair ladies of their choice, the nearest way to whose dwelling lay directly across a great cane-brake. As to the lover every moment is precious, they usually took this route to save time. Win ter had commenced, cold, dark, and forbid ding, and after sunset scarcely a glimpse of light, or glow of warmth, one might imag ine, could be found in that dreary swamp, excepting in the eyes and bosoms of the ardent youths, or the hungry wolves that prowled about. The snow covered the earth, and rendered them more easy to be scented by the famished beasts. Prudent in a certain degree, the young lovers car ried their axes on their shoulders, and walked as briskly as the narrow path would allow. Some transient glimpses of light now and then met their eyes, but so faint were they that they believed them to be caused by their faces coming in contact with the slender reeds covered with snow. Suddenly, however, a long and frightful howl burst upon them, and they instantly knew that it proceeded from a troop of hungry, perhaps desperate, wolves. They stopped, and, putting themselves in an at titude of defence, awaited the result. All around was dark, save a few feet of snow, and the silence of night was dismal. Noth ing could be done to better their situation; and, after standing a few minutes in expec tation of an attack, they judged it best to resume their march. But no sooner had they replaced their axes on their shoulders and begun to move, than the foremost found himself assailed by several foes. His legs were held fast as if pressed by a powerful screw, and the torture inflicted by the fangs of the ravenous animals was for a moment excruciating Several wolves in the meantime sprang upon the breast of’ the other negro, and dragged him to the ground. Both struggled manfully against their foes; but in a short time one of them ceased to move, and the other, reduced in strength, and perhaps despairing of main taining his ground, sprang to the branch of a tree, and speedily gained a place of safe ty near the top. The next morning, the mangled remains of his comrade lay scat tered around on the snow, which was stained with blood. Three dead wolves lay around, but the rest of the pack had disappeared, and Scipio, sliding to the ground, took up the axes,and made the best of his way home, to relate the sad ad ‘venture.” It is by means of pitting that the Amer can farmers get the better of these ma rauders. Audubon tells us how, while be tween Henderson and Vincennes, he chanced to stop for the night at a farmer’s ‘house by the side of the road. ‘““After put ting up my horse and refreshing myself, I entered inte conversation with mine host, 'who asked if I should like to pay a visit to the wolf-pits, which were about half a mile distant. Glad of the opportunity, I accompanied him across the fields to the neighborhood of a deep wood, and soon saw the engines of destruction. He had three pits, within a few hundred yards of each other. They were about eight feet deep, and broader at the bottom, so as to ren der it impossible for the most active animal to escape from them. The aperture was covered with a revolving platform of twigs, attached to a central axis. On either sur- face of the platform was fastened a large piece of putrid venison, with other matters by no means pleasant to my olfactory nerves, althougliz’l, no doubt, attractive to the wolves. My companion wished to visit them that evening, merely as he was in the habit of doing so daily, for the pur pose of seeing that all was right. He said the wolves were very abundant that autumn, and had killed nearly the whole of his sheep and one of his colts, but that he was now paying them off in full; and added that if I would tarry a few hours with him next morning, he would, beyond a doubt, show me some sport rarely seen in those parts,. We retired to restin due time, and were up with the dawn. ‘I think,’ said my host, that all’s right, for I see the dogs are anxious to get away to the pits, and although they are nothing but curs, their noses are none the worse for that” As he took up his gun, an axe,and a large knife, the dogs began to howl and bark, and whisked around us, as if full of joy. When we reached the first pit, we found the bait all gone and the platform much injured, but the animal tEat had been entrapped had scra(fed a subterranean passage for himself, and so escaped. On peeping at the next, he assured me that three famous fellows were"safe emough in it. I also peeped in and saw the wolves, two black and the other brindled, all of goodly size, sure enough. They lay flat on the earth; their ears lay close over their head; their eyes indicating fear more than anger. “‘But how are we to get them out? “‘How, sir said the farmer. ‘Why, by going down, to be sure,and ham-string ing them. Being a novice in these matters, I beg ged to be-merely a looker-on. “‘With all my heart,’ quoth the farmer; ‘stand here and look at me through the brush.’ “YWhereupon he glided down, taking with him his axe and knife, and leaving his rifle to my care. I was not a little surprised to see the cowardice of the wolves. He pulled out successively their ‘hind legs, and with a side stroke of the knife cut the principal tendon above the joint, exhibiting as little fear as if he had ‘been marking lambs. ‘Lo! exclaimed the farmer, when he had got out,‘ we have for ‘gotten the rope; I'll go afterit” Off he ‘went, accordingly, with as much alacrity ‘as any youngster could show. In a short ‘time he returned out of breath, and wip ‘ing his forehead with the back of his hand, said,‘ Nowforit” Iwasdesired toraiseand hold the platform on its central balance, whilst he, with all the dexterity of an In nian, threw a noose over the neck of one of the wolves. We hauled it up motion less with fright, as if dead, its disabled legs swinging to and fro, its jaws wide open, and the gurgle in its throat alone in dicating that it was alive. Letting him drop on the ground, the farmer loosened the rope by means of a stick, and left him to the dogs, all of which set upon him with great fury, and soon worried him to death. The second was dealt with in the same manner; but the third, which was proba bly the oldest, as it was the blackest, showed some spirit the moment it was let loose to the mercy of the curs. I'his wolf, which we afterwards found to be a female, scuffled along on its fore legs at a surpris ing rate, giving a snap every now and then at the nearest dog, which went off howling dismally, with a mouthful of skin torn from its side. And so well did this fero cious beast defend itself, that apprehending its escape, the farmer levelled his rifle at l it, and shot it through the heart, on which the curs rushed upon it, and satiated their ‘vengeance on the destroyer of their mas ter’s flock.” “They always are seen following about ‘in the vicinity of herds of buffaloes, and stand ready to pick the bones of those the hunters leave on the ground, or to over take and devour those that are wounded, which fall an easy prey to them. While the herd of buffaloes are together, they seem to have little dread of the wolf, and allow them to come in close company with them. The Indian, then, has taken ad ‘vantage of this fact, and often places him self under the skin of this animal, and ‘crawls for half a mile or more, on his hands and knees, until he approaches within a few rods of the unsuspecting group, and easily shoots down the fattest of the ‘throng.” But the white wolf occasionally i attacks the buffalo in propria persona al ‘ways, however, with great odds in his fa vor, for he is a wary gamester. A short ‘time since,” says Mr.- Catlin, “as one of my hunting companions and myself were returning to our encampment with our horses loaded with meat, we discovered, at a distance, a large bull encircled with a ‘gang of white wolves. We rode ug as ‘near as we could without driving them !away, and; being within pistol-shot, we ‘had a remarkably good view, where I sat for a few moments-and made a sketch in my note-book; after which, we rode up and gave a signal for them to disperse, which they instantly did, withdrawing themselves to the distance of fifty or sixty rods, when we found, to our great surprise, that the animal had made desperate resist ance, until his eyes were entirely eaten out of his head, the grizzle (gristle) of his nose mostly gone, his tongue half eat en off, and the skin and flesh of his legs torn literally into strings. In this tattered and torn condition, the poor old veteran stood bracing up in the midst of his de vourers, who had ceased hostilities for a few minutes, to enjoy- a sort of a parley, recovering strength, and preparing to re sume the attack in a few moments again. In this group some were reclining to ‘gm breath, whilst others were sneaking about and licking their chops in anxiety for a re ‘newal of the attack; and others, less lucky, had been crushed to death by the feet or horns of the bull. I rode nearer to the pitiable object as he stood bleeding and trembling 'Lefore me, and said to him, ‘Now is your time, old fellow, and you had better be off.” Though blind and near ly destroyed, there seemed evidently to be a recognition of a-friend in me, as he straightened up, and, trembling with ex citement, dashed off at full speed upon the prairie, in a straight line. We turned our horses and resumed our march, and when we had advanced a mile or more we looked back, and on our left, when we saw again the ill-fated animal surrounded by his tormentors, to whose insatiable voracity he unquestionably soon fell a victim.” THE RIGHT SECURITY. _o—-—- In the days when inns were not so nu merous as they now are, it was customary in the highlands of Scotland for travelers t(_)dask lodgings at the houses by the way side. At a lonely part of a highland road, a weaver had his home. He was a very (g}ood man, and one who had real faith in od. He was poor but hospitable, and kindly entertained belated strangers who asked to tarry for the night. But he was sometimes imposed upon by worthless characters, who rose early and made their escape with what they could most readily carry off. His wife frequently said to him that if he took in people he knew nothing of, after the way he had been doing, they would be ruined by their depredations. But he felt the necessity laid upon him, in his circumstances, to fulfill the scripture command to entertain strangers;” and al though he wished to discriminate, he could not think of giving up the practice. A person presented himself at his door shortly after he had suffered at the hands of dishonest guests, and he, wishing to sat isfy himself and his wife of the man’s good ness of character, said Well, now, you are a stranger to me what security do you give that you are such a person as I ought to entertain{” Without a moment’s hesitation, the man answered, The Lord.” “That’s quite enough,” said the good man, opening his door wide to the wall. “Come in, come in. I receive you in the name of the Lord.” And so the stranger admitted was hospitably treated, and after worship was shown to bed. But he was a thorough rogue, and before the day dawned had left the house with a web the weaver had got ready the previous evening to carry to his employer. When the weaver and his wife got up in the morning, and found the fellow gone, the wife was in great perplexity, and in her anxiety gave way to upbraiding her husband, saying, “Now, you see, it is just as I said; we shall certainly,be ruined by this foolish practice of yours. What are we now to do? The web’s away,and how are we to live until you weave another It was a dark day to her, but not so to him, for he said, “I got a good security, and I am sure it will be for the best. -It was for the Lord’s sake I received him, and although he has proved unworthy of our hospitality, yet Jesus is worthy, and we shall lose nothing by it.” As the thief was crossing a hill, shun ning the usual road, God enveloped him in a misty covering. He wandered lon upon the hill-side, this way and that, ang at last got to the foot of the hill, and knock ing at the cottage-door, he asked if they would keep him for the night. The good man of the house recognized the voice at once, and said to him, Come in, and down with the web!” The thief was thunder struck, while the man continued, “When you next intend to play similar pranks, mind not to give your security.” Down fell the web, and the thief, in consterna tion, took to his heels. The explanation of the matter is, that the thief got bewildered in the mist, and instead of going down the further side of the hill, came down the same side, and knocked at the very cottage door from which he had set out in the morning with the poor man’s web. From this true storylet us see that God’s eye is over the righteous, but his face is set against the wicked; and if we obey God’s word by using hospitality without grudg ing,” and doing all the other relative and social duties enjoined by Him, we shall never lose by it. The Lord is the best se curity. Though those you benefit may prove unworthy, “you shall in no wise lose your reward,” as long as the Lord is 1 your security. DON'T BE HASTY. —o— 1. Because you will be likely to treat quite lightly two very good friends of yours, Reason and Conscience, which will not have a chance to speak. 2. Because you will have to travel over the same ground in company with one So ber Second Thought, who will be more like ly to have with him a whip of scorpions than a burci of flowers. 3. Because the words of actions involved in it are more likely than otherwise to be misunderstood, and therefore to be severely judged. 4. Because this is one wayto please and give great advantage to a great enemy of yours, one powerful enough to be called the Prince of the World,” and who has caught more people than can be counted in this very trap. 5. Because, in so doing, you are likely to be a fellow-traveller in such company as follows: “He that is hasty with his feet sinneth.” “He that is hasty of spirit exhalt eth folly.” The thoughts of every one that is hasty tend only to want.” Seest thou a man hasty in words, there is more hope of a fool than of him.” 6. Because such a fire may be kindled that it cannot be put out, even by all the water a whole engine can throw. PRICE FOUR CENTS. SPEECH OF WM. J. WILSON, DELIVERED AT NEWARK, N. J., AUGUST Ist, 1859.

Lapies AND GENTLEMEN: We have assembled to-night to commem orate one of the most memorable events in the history of our times. Some remote finger, passing over the historic page, will pause a.nd linger round this spot, as its pos sessor, in the ecstacy of his joy, exclaims, “Lo see, here was a people born in a day But a few days ago, our ears were greeted with the roar of cannon, and our eyes beheld the vast heavens red with the light of patriotic fires, and the hills and vales were vocal with the voice of the ora tor. And why these demonstrations of patriotism The answer comes to us from the same warm gush of feeling-that every where pervaded that day: “It is the re turn of the day on which our national in dependence had its birth. Just eighty three years had rolled away since that event. Just twenty-five years this day, 800,000 bondmen lifted up their hands to the God of Heaven, and exclaimed, “We are free I” llf, as American citizens, we found cause of rejoicing because of emancis pation from oppressive laws, shall we not as such find far greater because of the res toration to freedom of 800,000 fellow-be ings, our brethren—not restored to frees dom merely, but to citizenship, to manhood? If the disenthralment from a foreign pow er was so great an achievement, and is hailed with somuch joy, is not the unloosen ing of thousands of hard pressed bondmen an achievement still greater And can it ever be forgotten by us? I trust not. A dark cloud once hung over those beau tiful islands of%he sea. No single ray of light penetrated the gloom. Go back with me to the time before even a Wilberforce or a Clarkson appeared, when the dusky inhabitants of these West India Islands might be seen with uplifted hands—shack led though they were—pleading for deliv erance. Follow till we perceive their ery has reached the ear of a modest and un pretending, though talented youth, who, through the simple medium of his own col lege essay, receives the essence of that cry ‘into his very soul. Watch him now in his silent but arduous labors. Behold him in sulted, assaulted, maltreated, yet bearing all with fortitude and patience—rising at every stage infinitely superior to all, and laboring with a singleness of purpose and a purity of motive without a parallel in history, and you have before you the phi lanthropic and inimitable Clarkson, in the very zenith of his glory, and that glory the cause of humanity. Listen now to the mild, but earnest and resistless, pleadings of a Wilberforce; the manly, the pathetic, and splendid appeals of a Burke; the powerful and tremendous thunderings of a Fox, in the stern, deaf ear of oppression; and nerved though its strong arm was with its own gradual atten uation, at length it fell paralyzed and pow erless beside its already decayed and shat tered body. What a moment was that! and what an epoch will it ever form in the history of mankind! Then stood 800,000 bondmen erect—¥rßrEE! and after a lapse of 21 years they this day rejoice in the hap piest results of that freedom and in the blessings of a glorious prosperity, of which neither the machinations of demagogues nor the efforts of tyrants can rob them. The British West Indies are this day free, and are not only free, but prosperous and happy. lamaware that slave-holders and their abettors, the servile press, and paid menials, have endeavored to distort this truth so as to show an adverse condition of these islands since emancipation, for these reasons: If slaves coul§ be emancipated in the British West Indies without the shedding of blood, and support themselves thereafter without dependance upon some other than their own arm, and the islands were still profitable in a commercial sense, why, then, the whole argument, or rather the whole tirade as to either the propriety, necessity, or rightfulness of slavery, must fall to the pit of oblivion. If the emanci ‘pated could sustain these positions, then ‘the patriarchal institution of the South must be shorn of its entire support. The first howl set up by these infamous dogs, long before the Act of Emancipation pass ed, was that hlood would be shed. The bill passed, the day for emancipation a rived, and in spite of their fears, and trem blings, and howlings, no butcherings oc curred, no blood flowed down the hill-side and through the ravines of those beautiful islands. All was peace and ecstacies of joy. Then came the old and flimsy re sort, that negroes could not, and these would not, (unaided,) take care of them selves. But the emancipated obtained, by purchase or otherwise, lands, and com menced labor for themselves—for their own wives and little ones. Homes were formed, wants supplied, and comforts pro duced. The plantation and the master began to sink into neglect. The once haughty, insolent, indolent master, became reduced to his proper level, while the once trembling slave, by his own efforts, raises himself to the dignity of 2 man—an hum ble man, if you will, yet a Max. Then: for{ooth, we had, by these infa mous menial and paid abettors of slavery, this third and last howl set up, viz: That these West India Islands were, since emancipation, non-productive. Now sup ose we grant this—is it any proof of a {:wk of internal prosperity? The real question here at issue is: Are these islands and their dusky inhabitants in a prosper ous condition at thisday Snpgose lown a farm, and the merchants of the distant metropolis soo hamper me as to compel me to export from my farm 10,000 bushels of grain—aye, all that I can muster; and because Iso farnish it, is that any evidence of my own prosperity? Assuredly not.

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My workmen have been half fed, half clothed, and over-worked, to produce this 10,000 bushels—nay, lashed to extort that amount, while my farm bas been impover-. ished and I beggared 2¢ rfposeson the other hand, these half-fed, half-clothed, over-worked, badly abused laborers, fit freed from my grasp, and get my farm, in to the bargain, in their possession, by some process or other, and cultivate it for them selves, would not this be an evidence of internal prosperity Precisely so stands the case in the British West Indies to-day. They are peaceable and content; they are industrious and frugal They consume on the spot what was forced therefrom to a foreign country to satisfy an exhorbitant demand to the entire detriment of the is-- lands. Hence the charge that because less: is exported from these islands than previ ous to emancipation, they are less prosper ous, is as weak as it is infamous. By ev ery rule or test of political economy, they are in a far more prosperous condition now than formerly. Such are the facts, and I challenge any man of respectable informa tion to successfully contradict them. Thus have I briefly sketched the British West Indies from the first symptoms of Liberty’s apparent struggles, its subsequent growth, strength, and final disencumber ment, to its triumphal march through these sunny islands; and while we would meed high praise to a Clarkson, a Wilberforce, a Buxton, a Fox, a Burke, and others, for their noble efforts, still we cannot omit the just conclusion that a force far superior to these—an agency far higher than these —mainly impelled the result. These no ble men were but the sign-posts and way marks to this powerful but unseen agency which is implanted in every man’s breast. That agency is Liberty. We throw up bombs and rockets, fire cannon, and send forth our hurrahs on 4th of July day, and we say it is for Liberty. If that achieve ment—our country’s independence—was really any advance in favor of real liberty, it dates no further back than eighty-three years, while the nation, in some form, had been in existence nearly three hundred years. But I can point you, fellow citi zens, back to an effort—a noble effort—in behalf of real liberty dating far behind this, and from which this received its im pulse; and though it now stands a stigma to the page of written history, under the misnomer of the Necro Pror, still history will yet be true to herself—vindicate her claims, and record the noble attempt. It was the first symptomss, the first throb bings, the first breathings, of liberty ever germinated upon the American soil. It was the first revolution. A beautiful inci dent connected with the Danish West In dia emancipation, of recent date, (1848,) illustrative of this truth, may not be out of place to briefly relate here. In the is land of St. Croix, under the guidance of one of God’s noblemen, one Moses Bourd, the germ of liberty was nurtured in all its purity and simple grandeur. This won derful man, like Moses in the history of the past, seems to have been raised up, in the Providence of God for the express me dium through which deliverance was to come to this people. He digested well his plans, arranged them, and then went from estate to estate, laying down, among the oppressed, regulations and rules for their guidance, enforcing commands, giving council and encouragement. Under his skillful hand the trembling slave was t: Ight to know himself, and each rose frow his posture as a slave and stood erect, and, in the strength of their united manhood, de manded their liberty. Their shackles they had thrown aside, and arming them selves as best they could, they repaired to the town where the authorities were. These fled. These stalwart men, with liberty in their breasts and determination in their faces, marched forth. A lady step ped out upon the balcony, and begged and besought that there should be no violence —no slaughter. Now mark the grand but simple reply of these men: Madamn, we want to hurt no one; we want and will have liberty!” 'The noble and sublime response rang throughout the lines of this bronzed army back even to the estates. The authorities heard and granted the de mand, and St. Croiz was free. I eannot conclude these remarks without expressing my confidence that, under the guidance of judicious but able and fearless leaders, the time is coming—yea, nigh at hand—when all our brethren held in the unlawful boads of our country, shall also be able to exclaim, “We want and will have liberty and by a judicious and en ergetic use of our time, talents, and oppor tunities, shall be able with our own unaid ed but strong arms to obtain it. Fellow-citizens, know this Achilles was the greatest warrior of Greece not because he had the largest bow, but because he knew best how to use that which he had. Wield rightly and well what strength you have, and each succeessive stride towards the goal of our ambition will, by its own action, give new and increased accessions of strength, till, on and on, we at length reach the high object of our pursuit. Up, up, then, fellow-citizens, and be doing Linger not nor tarry. Let us leave noth ing to be done by others that should be done by ourselves, and when weshall have performed our task—when our work is ac complished— conscious I am the day shall have arrived that our rejoicing (not as now) shal! be unrestricted by a pang of regret, unmarred by a cloud of sorrow; unconfin ed, unloosed to the breeze of heaven,high er and higher will it ascend, a pure and lofty strain—to Him who rules the affairs of men and guides the destinies of nations. REMINISCENCE OF HORACE MANN e() e The Boston Bee” relates the following reminiscence of the late Horace Mann: “Tn the Drayton trial, which occurred at Washington, December, 1848, Mr. Mann, who was counsel for the slaves, made the point that the servitude of the negroes ought to be proved by something else than the claim of the master, and likened it to the case of an indictment for stealing fox es, which, held by nature, must be shown to have been caught and subjected. While he was exercising this illustration, Mr. Dis trict-Attorney Key, the same who was shot last February by Daniel E. Sickles wrote the following squib, and handed it over to the opposite counsel: +To illustrate the point he's making In larceny, there must be a taking. A fox, he says, cannot be stolen, Be he young, or be he an old "un. Pursuing hounds say he’s mistaken, At least so far as to the taking.’ “It was not long before the following. bitter retort' by Mr. Mann was written on the back of the same paper, which was left on the table for the consideration of the 'District-Attoan;. "The allusion to “ten dollars a bill” regards the fee Mr. Key received on each of the three hun dred and forty-five indictments which he caused to be filed against the prisoners of the Pearl: Fox-hunting abroad, and slave-hunting in doors, I beg leave to suggest do not run on all-fours Foxes do not eat foxes—brute natures have bounds, But Mr. District-Attorney, out-hounding the hounds, Huntésll men, women, and children, his pockets to On %1;‘]&8 hundred indictments at ten dollars a 11’ The THeekly Bnglo-African. NEW YORK, AUGUST 20, 1859. 15 Advertisements. for this paper must be ac companied by the cash. I Copies of this paper can be purchased of the news-dealers everywhere. OUR CORRESPONDENTS. We are, it will be perceived, receiving valuable information through our corres pondents, from various quarters of the country. This is what we want. It is our desire to make our paper a complete mirror, in which will be reflected the thoughts, feelings, wishes, and wants, of our whole people; free and enslaved, from one end of the land to the other. These efforts, then, on the part of our correspondents, are good beginnings and in the right direction, and we hope it will be lpng before they end. We say, therefore, to these gentlemen, and we hope, ere long, to add, ladies too—for we hold our list will not be perfect without their enlist ment—we say, friends, continue to send us information pertaining to our people. Be as brief as you please—for brevity is one of the highest attainable points in good composition—but fail not to send forth whatever of value you may have in your possession, for the columns of the Week ly Anglo-African,” where it will always find a place. Inform us, among other things, in a line or so, of the movements and efforts of whatever noteworthy colored persons you may chance to have in your several neigh borhoods. CUFFEE AND THE FUGITIVE. Another fugitive siave case is reported to have been among the incidents which occurred here and in Putnam a day or two since. The hunters were from Parkersburg, Virginia, but the game had got to cover before they arrived --in the language of Cuftee, dis was good for de woodchuck, but bad for de dog.”"—Zanesville Courter. The above is suggestive of a thought or so. And first: the original and genuine bit of wit of Cuffee finds scarcely an equal within the whole range of witticism. Its appropriateness to the case in hand; its tantalizing effect upon those to whom it ap plies-—unless it be they are void of feel ing, for man-stealers, woman-whippers, and baby-sellers, it is believed have no feeling; still, if they have any even for the steal ing, the buying, the selling, the flogging, the branding, the burning, and the doing of other and worse violence, we say that the effect of (‘uffee’s witticism must be, to say the least, truly tantalizing. Dis was good for de woodchuck, but bad for de dog.” The poking of such fun on the part of Cuffee, under such circumstances, at our Southern brethren, is touching them in a tender place. Only think of it! After having run the game all the way from “ole Virginny”’ to the gates of Canada, and then to miss it! What a chase! Our eyes run’ down with tears as our mind gets absorbed in the subject. What anxiety !—what heat!—what straining of nerves!—what’ looking in the long, dim distance for the game!—what snuffing up of the north wind for the scent!—what terrible howlings just as the track freshens up!—and then, what hurrying up of pace!—what stretching out of limbs! We can see them now as they streak it O’'er hill and dale, Through wood and vale, On mouutain top, And meadows green, these cursed two-legged dogs of Cuffee’s, and then at last—at last, just as they get their teeth set agap to grasp the flesh of their vietim, lo and behold it is too late!— too late!! He is gone—gone under cover of Canada! In the language of Cuffee, “Dis was good for de wood-chuck, but bad for de dog” Poor dogs! With heads down and tails slunk, eyes sheepish, tongues out,and panting, what a sorry fig ure they cut, as they are seen by more eyes than Cuffee’s, sneaking back to Ole Virginny,” looking so cheap that you nay purchase the whole pack for a trifle less than a bull-rush! These delightful little chases, which prove failures now and then, get in the pa pers—these abominable Northern papers— very much to the chagrin of the dogs and to the annnoyance of the masters, who would, of course, prefer to herald only the successes of the chase. But there is another thought that Cuf fee's wit suggests, which, to our mind, would, if acted upon, prove more tantaliz ing still. It is that these two-legged dogs —these hounds—be not permitted to re tarn to Ole Virginny” or any other spot south of this human hunting-ground, at all. Rather make a monument of their bones. Dogs, so far as we know, when dead, have never received any such little attentions; but as these of Cuffee’s are not of the or dinary species, let the fleeing fugitive save them from the obseurity to which they would return, like other dogs, and give them certain fame—monumental fame —fame that will last as long as there is a fugitive to run away in the land. We hope the fleeing fugitive (for under Cuffee’s beautiful figure of “de wood chuck” nothing more or less is meant) will take this hint, and with gun, pistol, bowie knife, or whatever else best pleases him, bore a hole sufficiently large to see the light through each or any of these dogs hinted at in the latter clause of Cuffee’s fine figure, which mean devils in man’s image—we say, we hope, on all conven ient occasions, hereafter, the fugitives will stop these pursuers, causing them to bite the earth quicker than thought, and pile their bones on every spot whereon they have ventured near enough to meet such a well-merited fate. Men may talk as they please, the glave’s case will find but little beyond an unmeaning sympathy, and no respect, un til he boldly resorts to such a course. Let him ever, when fleeing fails him turn at bay, and send howling to the dust the whole pack of his pursuers. A few such examples set by him will render this North ern hunting-ground less attractive, and serve to abate considerably the ardor of both dogs and masters, and make “de wood-chucks” more harmless and *‘better for de dogs.” AGITATION. There seems to be a very strong dispo sition manifested by a portion of the press both North and South to ignore what they term the negro question” in the next Presidential contest. “We are tired of this agitation, which engendersbad feelings be tween the two sections of the country.” This is the language of Hon. John J. Crit ;tenden, W. C. Rives; Edward Bates, Rob ert Winthrop, Edward Everett, and oth er distinguished statesmen. Now, we ask, who is not tired of remonstrating, pleading, and begging the American people to act justly, and cease oppressing us because of our complexion? Cease agitation 7 Yes, when you repeal the Fugitive Slave Law, reverse the Dred Scott Decision, and give us the right of citizenship in the free States, abolish Slavery in the District of Colum bia, break up the internal slave trade be tween the slave States, and guarantee un to us the privileges which the federal Con stitution guarantees to all men. Then, and not till then, may you expect us to be silent. You may enact the most stringent laws, suppress the right of speech, and muzzle the press with all the harness of the conservative schools; but you might just as well attempt to turn back the wa ters of the ocean as to hush the voice of Liberty. You may bind the manacles up on our limbs, crush every noble aspiration in the minds of our youth, and compel us to grow up in ignorance iu the midst of your liberal institutions; yet the natural inherent principles of man you can never obliterate. When the people of our comnon coun try shall be willing to accord to us the po litical rights which are enjoyed by other natives of the soil, we shall then be pre pared to cease warring against the Gov ernment, and rebuking the church for its hypocricy. But just 'so long as the ene mies of the colored man’s righ's is to be found skulking behind the pillars of the church, and seeking security in the strong arm of the law, we can never remain si lent. We are firm in the belief that the day will eventually dawn when truth shall tri umph over error in this country—when right shall triumph over the powers of phys ical might—when mental culture shall be more effectual than the potent right arm, and genius, glistening in the fabric of the Joom, shall glow and sparkle under the steely hammer, making the poor man’s heart rich with content and by our own ‘exertions it will eventually crown our ‘dark, swarthy, sweaty brows with honor, ‘dignity, and peace. GRAND POW-WOW, Our City Government, together with some of our military, have been holding a grand pow-wow over the arrival in our midst of a portion of the City Govern ment of Richmond, Va., and the Rich mond Grays, a crack military company from the Old Dominion. The military arrived late on Saturday evening, and were received by the Na tional Guards, 7th Regiment, of this city, with great eclat, who escorted them to the Brandreth House, where they were to be quartered during their stay among us. On Sunday they attended divine service at St. John’s Church, where a military ser mon was preached. On Monday they vis ited Randall’s Island, and were received by the children, one of whom addressed them in behalf of the Ten Governors, in a neat speech got up expressly for the oc casion, in which the State of old Virginia was alluded to in patriotic terms, and laud ed to the skies for her many virtues. Now we object to such proceedings altogether, for every sensible person knows that Vir ginia is one of the meanest States in the Union, with no charitable institutions, no common schools, where the great mass of the people are left to grow up in igno rance, and three-fourths of the people are unable to read and write, where the only profitable business is breeding slaves for the Southern market; and this is the Stale that our youth is made to extol as one of the greatest in the confederation. Shame on the men that would inculcate such sen timents into the minds of our youth, in stilling the poison of despotism and the curse of human slavery into our free insti tutions of New York, in order to bolster up the corrupsons of old Virginia, the mother of slavery and the land of chains. After these feats were performed, to the entire satisfaction of these sons of the F. F. Vs, the party embarked on board the steamer Hendrick Hudson, and sailed to West Point, to enact another farce, and re turned late at night under the command of Capt. Gray. Tuesday made an end to this grand pow-wow, with a dinner at the Metropoli tan Hotel at the expense of the city. About $5OOO of the people’s money was appropriated to get up this drunken spree, to entertain a few Virginia slave-holders, while our streets are filled with filth and dirt, and cannot be cleaned because there is no money in the City Treasdry. When will the people of the North learn to treat these Southern slave-breeders as they de serve, and cease to make fools of themselves by running after such company as these small-potato Virginians For the Weekly Anglo-African. WHAT WE WANT. What do you colored people want is a question that is very frequently asked by the politicians of the present day. “What would you have us do for you? Do you wish us to take you into our social circles, and there introduce you to our wives and daughters 7 Oh no, we want nothing of the kind, and you well know it, too. Our being introduced into your fine parlors, and keeping the company of your beautiful wives and daughters, will not remedy the evils we complain of;; no, not for a moment. All that we ask of youis what Diogenes asked of the monarch Alexander, styled the Great; that was, to get out of his sun shine. So say we to fhose who pretend to be so much interested in our behalf oet out of our sunshine”—that is all we want of you. The laws that you enact for yourselves are plenty good enough for us; we ask for no better. The churches that you build to worship God in are just as fine as we need for such purposes. The common schools and the colleges which you build and so richly endow for the pur pose of educating your sons and daughters, are plenty good enough for our children. We are firmly of the belief that all the trouble you put yourself to in order to get up colored schools and chi'rches for us, is wholly useless—money thrown away, which might be expended in some other direction to great advantage. Likewise, we think the foolish black laws that you enact, mak ing invidious distinctions among men on account of their complexions, are very much out of place, and quite unnecessary in a country like this. We are of the opinion that we can get along with all the provis jons made for your government, and think them just what we want on that score, and nothing more. We want our rights as men, and shall never cease agitation until we obtain them. When “our political rights arc acquired, the social will take care of themselves. X THE ANGLO-AFRICAN MAGAZINE. The following letter from a lady in Michigan contains so fine a compliment, and so beautifully expressed, that we can-! not withhold it from our readers: Liya, July 31, 1859. Mr. T. HaMiLToN: Respected Sir—Since the reception of one of the early numbers of the “Anglo-Af rican Magazine,” I have intended that the first dollar I could call my own should be sent to you. I bless God for a mother who had none of that hateful, God-dishonoring prejudice against color that is so common at the North; consequently, I am not cursed with it. I regard all, of all color and shades of color, as of one family, and all needing a Redeemer; and when brought back by Him to their true and rightful al legiance, how deeply do such fraternize, whatever disparities, in other and outward circumstances, there may be. I rejoice in the appearance of the Anglo- African Magazine.” I glory, if 1 may be allowed the expression, in its articles of sterling worth and deep research. 1 ad mire the purity of the language and the evidences of deep thought that very many —II may say most—of the articles evince in my view, of higher literary merits than most articles in the Atlantic Monthly.” There are no trashy, silly articles in your paper—at least, in the number you sent me. When citizens of the Empire State, we took for some years the Colored Ameri can.” It was a paper I loved to read. We have a daughter living in New York, to whom I would like your Magazine sent. The enclosed is for that purpose. She will send it to me after she has perused it. No one who uses the unpaid labor of the slave, and in that way not only keeps the slaveholder in countenance but makes it profitable for him, should say a word ‘against the system. That all Christians ‘would so “Remember those in bonds as ‘bound with them,” as not to partake of the fruits of this abominable iniquity, is the ‘earnest desire of Yours, &c., H. 8. J. SPEECH OF JACOB C. WHITE, JR. PriLapeLpuis, Aug. 15, 1850. M. Epiror— Dear Sir A slight mistake occurs in the synopsis, in last week’s paper, of Jacob C. White’s speech. It there says, Mr. White spoke of the anti-slavery character of the Consti tution,” &e. By referring to the manu seript you will see that he had reference to the Declaration of Independence. Mr. White believes the Constitution to be pro slavery. REPORTER. Home Corvespondents _ OUR WASHINGTON LETTER. Wasmyeroy, D. Oy August 14, 1859, Mg. Epmor: It has been some weeks !since I dropped you a word or two of our doings. We have had at the Smithsonian. a convention of the National Teachers’ As ‘sociation; but, as colored citizens were not expected to be present, we, in consequence, know but little of its proceedings. How ever, we know that nothing was done or proposed to better the educational condi tion of the thousands of colored children ‘whose parents are unable to educate them, ‘notwithstanding they declare that educa tion is the only means (together with reli ‘gion) to make the human race the people that God intended they should be. We have only seen one copy of your pa per down here, and 't was viewed with a great deal of pleasure. I think you could not do better than have an agent here fur nished weekly with a package of papers to send to those who may desire to take them as they come, and furnish you with their advertisements ot meetings, &c. Mrs. Charlotte Gordon, who teaches a primary school here, gave one of her annu al exhibitions on Thursday evening, at a hall prepared to rent tocolored people, over a livery stable, at the corner of Thirteenth street and Pennsylvania avenue, called Nailor’siHall. The exhibition was attend ed by a large number of persons. Every thing was going on finely, until the watch men on that beat, knowing it was against the law for persons of celor to assemble without a permit from the Mayor, went in en masse, and demailided by what authori ty they had thus congregated. The watch men were informed that anofficer had been employed, and that a permit was in his pos session; but, not satisfied with this, the in truding watchmen began to make prepara tions for a large haul. Thesepreparations sofrightened some of the nervous and chick en-hearted persons present that they rushed to the windows, and sprang from thence to the pavement below, some thirty-five feet, injuring some of them very much indeed. One young man was picked up quiteinsen sible, and was found to have broken his leg in several places. During this time of wild excitement, the truant police officer appeared, showed his permit,and the watch men departed. Friends of the wounded were seen with lights hunting around the building for their missing friends and rela tives. The young man (Gray) was re moved on a mattrass to a surgeon’s office, to have his broken limb set. Several oth ers were badly hurt from falling down the high flight of steps on the outside. ~Our papers speak of it as a hard-used company. These “auxiliary guards” are appointed by the general Government, to protect public property in the city of Washington, at an annual cost of $19,252 87; and all they do is to go around to the assemblies of col ored people, and arrest those who have no permits; and where they have permits they will eat and drink whatever they may have, make ugly speeches, and oftentimes use profane language. We are command ed to love all men, but I think these par ticular ones should be left out. Mr. George F. S. Cook had a public ex amination at the Fifteenth street Presby terian Church, which was in every way satisfactory to the very intelligent assem bly present. The school is styled the Un ion Seminary. It was formerly taught and conducted for many years by Rev. John F. Cook, Sr., and has always stood high in this community. It has been taught and conducted since his much la mented death by his two sons and daugh ter, namely, Mr. John Cook, Jr., Geo. F.S. Cook,and Miss Victoria Cook,a highly intelligent young lady, and in every way fitted for her high and honorable situation. One of the brothers, who has been absent from our city for two years,teaching school in New Orleans, La., has returned among us again. The merry juveniles will re joice to have their very kind and friendly teacher with them again in September next. We wish them much success. Our next school of note here is taught by Mr. Enoch Ambush, a very scientific colored gentleman, who may be styled one of our true reformers. His school is one of the largest and best regulated in Wash ington. It is situated in the southern part of the city, called the Island. He has turned out some of the best scholars that Washington ever had to boast of. Ie has taught here for many years, assisted by Miss Garnet, (who is now Mrs. Ambush,) and by Miss Thompson and Mrs. E. J. Brooks, all of whom stand high in this community for their superior education. The other small schools may be enumer ated as follows: John Freeman, Israel ‘Church; Miss Martha Ross, eastern part of Northern Liberties; Rev. Mr. Leonard, ‘Baptist Church, First Ward. All of the last named are new schools, but are gradu ally growing in the public favor. We wish them great success in the cause of education. OUR CHURCHES. There is now going on, in some of our Methodist churches, a revival of religion. In the Union Bethel it has been going on for two weeks, and the labor seems to be crowned with great success. The John Wesley church has commenced her evening prayer meetings, and extends an invitation to all who feel that they need the prayers of Christians. By these re vivals our churches have added large num bers of members. We have a goodly number of churches here. It may be in teresting to state how many we have built up in a few years of very great hardship. They are as follows: uonymg g‘augud‘ M seee e gukoEo M| UOL 3 R o ot s T!'JO‘;U“H 'H'mm' o dwfi.o--"gfilgdvfipz‘am-vm 6 5 ISIUIM padofos ‘opis MON “UAOIF SnAWSRE;” C TCn g ‘uufopo p uomuf)|* oug |B§ "SRR pesooy puowt ey apy| :i,mp(;’.li,‘ow -}omm qul -goixs{ L oo UL '-lw sAww Idn 2 a,mqo 15_‘{,; Oha 9 T PoNOLOO “apis saN|- yuquy, 00 987 “ysydugg #3¢| oL ANsur l.laqslgu!m l).uo[o;)l ‘0 p.mu(:a’:[.u;lw L I "uvtfqsedg l.l';-}gsz:%“uo!flfl o UL (0D “Sad looq_os-MDx' b '033}30 tL_ %TR b v l e ~K.mq9V Hougl LA Poaofod ‘opis A '.“.".‘f‘;a“fin#m Sl Kogso A\ uolZ| Yo 7 sM. ‘opis pro TCCegouopsomupttt oe T "l:flg I 0100 ‘apis moy|- Loquis -1 Tl apil i o AR AMSWIU Pato[oo Opls moN Srdnt ke Jans oo ol WI s N syaae ‘apis §4% |et e doJSTUIL 2JTyM ‘opt PIOI .uo;wu;mouoa o‘?x ng "Savmoy %fi{ “vr‘ e All the above-named churches have ‘good and popular ministers, with large con gregations, good Sunday Schools, choirs, &c. The Presbyterian Church has an or gan. So you see that our people must be a church-going people. All the churches are well built, and cost much. BOX. OUR BALTIMORE LETTER. First of August at Harrishurg— Revs. Messrs. Gardiner's and Garnet's Ad dresses— Colored People of Harrisburg York, Pa., and Our People—Pic- Nics in Baltimore— Anniversary of the Mental and Moral Improvement Socie ty— Missionary DMeeting at Bethel Church— Visit from Rev. Mr. Russell, of Cumberland. Bavrniorg, Md., August 8, 1859. The morn of the First of August dawned upon us gloriously. Never did all nature seem to enter into sympathy with a glori ous day more than on the beautiful morn ing of the first day of August. Others may question the propriety of celebrating that day, but it is not questionable with me. Right well do I remember the morn when eight hundred thousand immortal beings stood up freemen. 1 was spending the summer in your city—New York. There was a meeting [at Zion Church, and the Rev. Laroy Sunderland conducted the ser vices by reading the 53th Chapter of Isa iah. I was quite young, but I shall never forget the day,nor the impression then made upon my mind. There sat the ven l erable Christopher Rush and other aged sires, whose hearts overflowed with joy, for oft would they exclaim, in the good old style, Amen!” Amen and not a doubt rests upon my mind but that angelic throngs mingled with the exercises of that day. Blessed morn! God-given day! May our hearts ever exultant be when we remember what God has wrought for eight hundred thousand of our brethren in the Antilles. Thus influenced, many a Balti morian left his home to mingle with our brethren of Harrisburg in the celebration of the lirst of August, 1859. They were drawn here to hea. their el oquent countryman, the Rev. Henry High land Garnet. They heard him, and felt as did a very ancient queen, when she heard Solomon discourse—that the half had not been told. Colored Marylanders are justly proud of Douglass, Pennington, Ward and Garnet. On this occasion, I thought that Mr. G. excelled himself. He has the pow er to fire up his auditors in such a way as to make every man feel like daring to do. Rev. Charles W. Gardiner, who spoke just before Mr. Garnet, although nearly eighty years of age, seemed to have lost none of his pristine eloquence. He is truly the “old man eloquent.” The way he poured his invectives upon the whites for denying colored men the right of franchise, equal school privileges, and equal car privileges in Pennsylvania, was telling. I did not hear Messrs. Cole and White, but am told they did well. Upon the whole, the peo ple of Harrisburg appear to have an influ ence, and are using it with effect. A few of us, as we returned, stopped over at York, Pa. A more thrifty class of colored people than reside here is not to be found. Many of them are quite intelli gent, and own respectable property. Mr. Goodridge was at one time said to be worth one hundred thousand dollars, but, like many others, the money pressure did him nogood. His son, Mr. G. J. Goodridge does an excellent business as an ambro. typist, ete. On our return home we found that our friends had been having a generally good time at pic-nics. The Odd Fellows had one, and presented a fine china set to Past Grand Master, Mr. Jos. T. Jackson. The ladies’ sewing circle of Bethel Church had one a little more select and not quite so large. The Barbers’ Association came in for a large share of public favor, and they received it, too. Not less than one thousand of the brothers of the strap, and their friends, were present. They really thought that they had excelled everybody, but when the family pic-nie, composed mainly of families, came off, that is said to have excelled all of its predecessors in numbers and in some other particular Wogfi, one of our pedagogms, thouoh‘ he would take the little ones out Bmflt id so. They had general imp’,‘, gl6 jof it. Mr. Geo. A. Hacket, whe i;." ‘mi]e 1y receives the soubriquet of (‘o}’ (m” superintended the (g Fellows “titi' il cr.edit to himself ang satisfac;ion lt«:m:;c‘ 1.l fnends. The Propriety of thege pir-ni I: 1S questionable to pe. (1) The mun;r Zixrle: Eg‘;egmxlmt:%e (-)cc:isi(?us, and taken pockets of poor men ang wamen, and placed in the pockets of ricl i-ailroa(l corporations, could, in my opin. 10n, be expended otherwise and to advantage. et yus see: N m‘m‘. Noone was cqy. ried for less than R s one thousand Persons carried 44 fl;;t and would be $600; and not Jesg th'u; Izate have attended these gatherines. '1;(] 4000 e ANd at the same rate you readily see thas g, snug little sum of $2400 has absniutuiy um::. from our poor people’s pockets imuh the coffers of those who ecare nothing foy us This does not include the little items (,i -bread and butter, and meat, time lost, ang other ills which follow. (2.) Tan of opin. ion that morality is not promoted ang the spiritual man edified; because many per. sons who attend these places are po just the persons to extend virtue, which, v, recollect, the original import of “jord means strength; therefore goodness i not strengthened. August 4th the anniversary of “The Moral and Mental Improvement Society“ of Bethel Church came off. The exercises were interesting. The rain and heat kept many away. Rev. Jno. M. Brown, Pres;. dent, madethe opening address. Mr. Wy, T. Dixon, Secretary, made his annual r. port. He gave a clear account of state of the Society, the amount of fun; received during the last year, and stateq that the Society has now one young map at Oberlin, Ohio, being educated for th. ministry in the African M. E. Church Mr. John Wesley Cyphus read an excel. lent essay upon ancient blistory. Mg, Annetta Jordon read an essay upon “Mod. ern Literature.” The madam handled her subject well. Especially was she interest. ing while painting the influence of f;. ‘male writers” in staying the current of evil i which is flooding the community, by per nicious writers. Ishould be happy to give “many extracts from her excellent essay, but my letter is already much longer than I had intended. Owing to the lateness of the hour the Society had to adjourn befors ‘they heard Rev. H. H. Webb’s annual ad. dress,and before the premiums were award. ed for the prize essay, the subject of which is, “Health and the best means of pro moting it.” The Society meets again Oct. Ist. The first Sabbath evening of each month is fixed to hear a missionary dis. course in Bethel Church. The Rev, Saw uel Wilmore delivered the discourse fir August. The discourse was excellent, a the close of which the church made her usual monthly contribution for missionary purposes. The Rev. Wm. Russell, of Cumberland, preached quite acceptably to several of our congregations on the Sab bath. He is a divine of great promise. Respectfully, MIFFLIN. OUR CEVELAND LETTER. CLEVELAND, 0., August 15, 1850. Mg. Epiror :—The colored Government of Jamaica, I have reason to believe, will very soon appoint James Stanley, lisq., of this city, agent for the emigration of col ored laborers to that island from Canada and the United States. 'The arrangements are to be made under the immigration act of 1858, which provides for the payment of passages and a stipulated sum per diem for three years. 'T'he success of all such en terprises depends greatly upon the charac ter of the immigrants to beobtained, and as every friend of humanity has more or less sympathy for the fagitive slaves in Cana da, a brief sketch of their history in this connection cannot fail to be of the highest interest. Twenty years ago, the number of col ored residents in Canada West was 3,400. There is now more than 40,000. lln 1840 there were a few settlers near Dawn and around Malden, some of them old slaves manumitted by the war of 1812, and own ing a few acres of ground given them by the crown for their services in that war un der Tecumseh. In 1847, at Dawn, their first steam mill was built, and the still lin gering educational institution at that place had flourished and failed. But in four ‘months after the passage of the Fugitive Slave Act of 1850, 10,000 emigrants pour ed into the province. Crowds gathered upon the frontier. The government bar racks were thrown open for their use; but many, unable to find shelter therein, illu minated the sacred shore with the fires of their camps. Each boat up the river Thames carried as many as could stand up on its decks, and hundreds hurried to leave the frontier through the wood on foot. The few generous colored settlers receiv ed them as Best they could, and dozens found a resting place on the floor of asin gle room. Their former employments a 3 servants were sought for, but found not. Prejudice had, happily, closed her door against them as such, and there was no work for the needy but to chop cordwood and clear the forests. Many were city bred, but they were driven to it, and the result was they found this employment 50 much more independent and healthy th-".tt they became utterly disgusted with their former pursuits, and declared they would never more be menials for any manor ped-

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